Marriage With A Evil Heart

To be honest, my heart was very uncomfortable at this point, and even though Blake repeatedly reminded me to cooperate with the investigation, treating me like this was a serious blow to my self-esteem.

On the way, I didn’t say a word and they didn’t communicate with me.

It wasn’t until I went to one of the station’s parlor rooms that I was replaced by two officers with a fairly friendly demeanor who smiled at me and gestured, “Daisy? Don’t be nervous, it’s just a routine inquiry, have a seat!”

“Do you know Ryan?”

“Yes!” I nodded my head, expressing it with certainty.

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“I met my son two months ago when I went to pick him up from school!”

“Remember the exact date?”

“Remember, it was my son’s birthday and I wanted to pick it up for his birthday!” And then I said exactly what my Oliver’s birthday was.

Their questions weren’t really difficult at all, they were minor, I didn’t feel the slightest bit of pressure, and they even asked me why I had chosen this time of year to go back to Southend.

I just answered the question as I thought it was at the time and did not hide my own opinion.

Everything seemed to go well, and the inquiry wasn’t even an hour old before they let me go.

Just as I was walking out of the parlor, to my surprise, in the hall outside, I saw Robert, whom I hadn’t seen in a few days.

He looked a bit haggard, and the moment he saw me, his face immediately put on anxiety, running over with big strides and grabbing my hand, “My dear, you’ve been wronged! It is all my fault! Did they make things difficult for you?”

I gave him a faint look and shook my head without opening my mouth, I was really too lazy to still play along with him here.

“Come on, I’ll take you home!” He said, reaching down and eleminating me in his arms, nodding slightly with the cop, “We can leave right!”

“Yes, but don’t leave Newport just yet, we may still be asking for you at any time!”

I suddenly stopped dead in my tracks and looked back at the officer who questioned me, “By the way Sir, no news at all about the kid?”

The officer probably didn’t expect me to ask him that question out of the blue, and froze for a moment and said, “Yes, no news yet!”

At the gate, I saw Scarlette, who had rushed over, and she came straight over, scrutinizing me and asking a follow-up question, “Daisy, how’s it going? They didn’t give you a hard time, did they?”

“It’s okay, not too damaging, extremely insulting, I actually had a day when I was brought back to the police station for questioning, it’s really a perfect life” I breeze over to the pile of reporters squatting outside the police station.

“Don’t be afraid, I’ll get you out safely!” He said, and then brought me closer to his side, fearing that I might have the slightest slip-up in my stance.

“That’s right, showmanship is your forte!” Scarlette disliked him in a bad mood, “There are many children, it doesn’t matter if you lose one or two!”

Robert paused in his steps and looked over at Scarlette, “Scarlette, since you’re Daisy’s best BFF, you shouldn’t be saying things like that, at this time!”

Scarlette immediately pulled back and rushed forward, turning on him aggressively and asking, “So what am I supposed to say?”